Bookman of since time immemorial loves a month more: “ conceives element heart to this, a thousand li in all the bright moon. ” is the heart concealed of clear generation; Month of “ my song wanders, my dance shadow is messy. ” is the Li Bai with free and easy unruly or unrestrained then; “ morning begins manage be out of practice dirty, the carry on one's shoulder that take a month returns v hoe. The Tao Yuan that ” is Gui Yintian garden then bright. I wish the person is long,Su Shi also brought his “ , a thousand li in all lovely wowan. ” looks up at the moon that looks at Na Jiaojie the look as the grandfather, tenderness is amiable, it can'ts help the feeling me, brought that pure childhood.
古来文人多爱月：“对此怀素心，千里共明月。”是清代的德隐；“我歌月徘徊，我舞影零乱。”那是狂放洒脱的李白；“晨兴理荒秽，带月荷锄归。”那是归隐田园的陶渊明。苏轼也带来了他的“但愿人长久，千里共婵娟。”抬头望望那皎洁的月光如同爷爷的目光，温柔慈祥，它不禁把我的思绪，引到了那个纯真的童年。
My childhood, be in largely flourishing city life, holiday in the country native place. I like most, it is the moon of rustic bold and flowing.
我的童年，大半在繁华的城市生活，假期在乡下老家。我最喜欢的，是乡村一泻千里的月光。
Night, cicada song Tibet rose, sweet-scented osmanthus sweet Tibet rose. Everything is so noiseless, 9 leaves wave falling sound, get noisy all the more, I can't help feeling that is the palpitant sound of the tree. Farmer a day busy, fell eventually to now heavy curtain. The moon rises very high, touching the earth gently. At this moment people also of debus heart arm, in this tender moon, a bare heart, let moon air bask in. At this moment ah, our child is not treated, along field, go the footstep that village head pursues a moon, till the moon fall on the west, we just are stepping damp footmark to come home. Sometimes I also am met and grandfather, sit to the front of the door, shake a cattail leaf fan enjoys the glorious full moon in one hand.
夜晚，蝉鸣声藏起来了，桂花香藏起来了。一切都是那么的寂静，一两片树叶飘落的声音，格外得响，我不禁觉得那是树的心跳声。农民一天的繁忙，到现在终于落下了帷幕。月亮升得很高，轻轻地抚摸着大地。这时人们也卸下内心的武装，在这温柔的月光里，赤裸着一颗心，让月光晾晒。这时啊，我们孩子是待不住的，沿着田间，去村头追寻月亮的脚步，直到月亮西下，我们才踏着湿漉漉的脚印回家。有时我也会和爷爷，坐到门前，一人手里摇一把蒲扇赏月。
I in one's childhood ah, feel all the time, the grandfather is the cleverest person on this world, he ases if have skinful story, what, composition of goddess in the moon approachs a month, boast father recalls day …… can say, he is my earliest illuminative teacher. Grandpa “ , later, later? I always examine minutely ” so, the grandfather sees me pestering him so, very complacent, always be ground of keep others guessing coughs, then jiggle is worn fan, undesigned fan took how many warm time.
我小时候啊，一直觉得，爷爷是这个世界上最聪明的人，他仿佛有一肚子故事，什么，嫦娥作文奔月啦，夸父追日啦……可以说，他是我最早的启蒙老师。“爷爷，后来呢，后来呢？”我总是这样追问，爷爷看我这样缠着他，颇为得意，总是卖关子地咳一声，接着轻摇着扇子，无意中扇走了多少温暖时光。
Gradually, my eyelid is sneaking the ground is sticky go up, inside house already snore blow on the face, had been the latter half of the night, the grandfather is feeling my head to say: “ should answer house to sleep, we will continue to tell tomorrow. It is ill-affected that I return ” , ask then again: Grandpa “ , grandfather, does the sky have an immortal really? ”“ has of course, otherwise this harships thunder is how come. ”“ that, does that the palace of the moon have goddess in the moon really? ”“ this, do not say now, will tell you again tomorrow, sleep quickly. ”
渐渐地，我的眼皮不争气地黏上，屋内早已鼾声扑面，已经是下半夜了，爷爷摸着我的头说：“该回屋睡觉啦，明天我们继续讲。”我还是不服气，又接着问：“爷爷，爷爷，天上真的有神仙吗？”“当然有啦，不然这风雨雷电是怎么来的呢。”“那，那月宫真的有嫦娥吗？”“这个，现在不说，明天再告诉你，快睡吧。”
Think back to now, be moonlight bold and flowing then is halcyon, all over the mountains and plains, bright and clear and bright. And at the moment I, face everyday, it is sea of book hill problem. The story of grandfather and moon, also became me most that memory of the yearning. Late night hour, look up the Na Jiao outside gazing at a window's white moon, always blurred easily time, blurred place, blurred hasty years, can't help remembering, xia Ye's village, the grandfather is catching cattail leaf fan, with me together, telling a story.
现在回想，那正是月色一泻千里的宁静，漫山遍野，皎洁透亮。而此刻的我，每天面对的，是书山题海。爷爷和月亮的故事，也都成为了我最怀念的那份回忆。深夜时刻，抬头凝望着窗外那皎白的月亮，总是容易模糊了时间，模糊了地点，模糊了匆匆岁月，不禁想起，夏夜的村庄，爷爷抓着蒲扇，和我一起，讲着故事。
My feeling is brought to the window by the moon again gradually outside, returned that halcyon summerly night village. Years often goes, moonlight immensity, the heart has lunar photograph to accompany, skyline also is to very close.
我的思绪渐渐又被月亮引到了窗外，回到了那宁静的夏夜村庄。岁月常变，月色无边，心有月亮相伴，天涯亦是咫尺。(文/任悦)